Wild Sex Tales

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he meaning of that is? I'll "Google" it in the morning". Or it's a place name and you will need to know where in the

and go back to sleep never finding the answers to all thos

nto my head one hot night. As if it wasn"t hard enough trying to sleep with

the words of the story down before all the other things in my environment got in the way. Like my nagging need to empty my bladder, my

of birds broke into my consciousness with their insistent and constant chirping and the sound of the breakers h

and another read, but the words were there. I got t

ay. (No guy will admit to tears). I had taken my time with this story and it just cascaded from deep within me. All my feelings for

He was always surprised at my talent for writing. While n

before forwarding it on to my publisher. She was coming over later for

needing to relieve myself and g

bookshelves. My writing was well received. Meaning I could survive by writing and be quite comfortable too. My publisher was overjoyed at the demand

y sister Stacy arriving for a morning s

are yo

some coffee. Grab a cup. I

im, she always had to show her ID for proof of age. She had a boyish figure, cute A cup

quick kiss and a look. "Why

t novel, and I want you t

ould I r

nd maybe give it a proof

laptop in

ing the sight of her tight figure and long le

ening on to the terrace and the view of the ocean and the soft breeze billowing out

"sit down and I"

ll into the story before disturbing her, so I busied myself with all the things that a bachelor has to do and put on a load

was again amazed at how beautiful she was. Sitting there on the bed in a light cotton top over her bi

wo coffees down and sat watching her

ading. I noticed at times she would sigh and other times she would smi

ng her hips on the bed. The sun was up and coming

d I was there. Still too early in the morning for the crowds of this seasons tourist thr

wn on the harder sand near the water. I was lost in my thoughts a

and should get back to

, especially gymnasts. I thought back to the times I had seen Stacy in next to nothing: leaving the shower in our parent"s hous

deal. Once I snuck in while she was in the shower and turned off the h

making love after a huge tickle session in our bathers which had led to some he